I look at myself in the mirror and I like what I see. Tall, slim and lithe with long auburn hair. A beautiful face, flawless complexion, green eyes and Cupid's bow lips. I gaze at my body from my pert, out-thrust breasts encased in the flimsy, salmon coloured bra, down past my slim waist to my hips. Narrow but not skinny. I am wearing a pair of sheer panti...
[This story was originally submitted under my husband's username (AirRichard101). It tells the story from his point of view about the incident when I first deliberately flashed strangers. I liked the way he tells it so I am presenting it in his own words. My story has roots in a true weekend experience with my wife who writes on this site under the username...
20. Out in the cozy lounge Michael sat, shifting uncomfortably. He had kept the windows shuttered as though something very clandestine was going on in the flat, thus the small room had grown very warm; warm enough for Michael to sweat even had he not already been in a sexual frenzy. He felt the exquisite torment in every tortured twitch of his slender but s...
In the interest of complete transparency, I must confess up front that I'm a Valentine's Baby. This is a reality that through the years has disappointed, and at times, even angered me. More than I care to admit. I mean the odds are roughly one in 365 that any specific day of the year will end up being a particular person's birthday, so with the exception of...
I awoke to whistling wail overhead and it took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the scorching sunlight. Then the ground shook and the dust around me rippled in the wake of an enormous explosion, followed by a searing heat and a blinding light. I squinted against the shards of rocks and sand that pelted my face and saw the village was burning. From where I l...
The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemicals: if there is any reaction, both are transformed ... Carl Jung We met at a real estate law seminar in Philadelphia, which will never be confused for Hedonism II. I was the real estate development guy, she was the title attorney. I knew this immediately because we both wore those hideo...
This carries on from previous stories of Julie's sexual adventures. They started with "A porn Star is Born", then a "Family Caribbean Holiday," finally "A Gentlemen's club". You may wish to read these first. ***** When Julie got home after her evening with Sir, she had a stiff whisky and went straight to bed, having thanked Jan for escorting her home. The...
This is a retelling of multiple variations of the myths of Cupid & Psyche for Valentine's Day. All characters are over 18. All rights are reserved. Please be advised: This chapter contains humiliation, watersport and futa sex scenes. As always, I hope you enjoy and thank you for reading! ____________________ The Lamentations of Eros and Psyche Verse Fo...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Beyonce Knowles or Anna Kendrick or any other celebrities. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** "Wow, this place really is a palace." Anna beamed as she walked into Beyonce's bedroom like she owned the place, "Good for you Queen B, living the high life everywhere you go, l...
Authors Note: This is another FICTIONAL story. All characters in the story are FICTIONALwith the exception of my wife and I. All of the actions and conversations in this story are FICTIONAL. ***** It was late morning when I woke up. I was alone in Darby's bed and I realized that I had been alone all night. I was dying for a pee and so I quickly made my way...